Hey guys.. Back again after a loooooong break.. This story is a high school one with a bit of college.. Different from the ones i am used to write.. Hope you embrace this story as much as you did with the other ones.. I am ahead a few chapters so there will be a post every week.. Hope you enjoy reading it..
Chapter 1
They say that life is not easy.. Things don't come the way you want them to.. Some people never change.. Love, hate, anger, sadness, happiness.. So many words, so many phrases, but at the end we must deal with them on our own.. Yes, life is not easy and yes people will never change, but you must find it out on your own and not based on what other people say.. That's what I did..
Living in a small town is never easy.. Even if Ohio is a state.. But yet a small town had its pros and cons.. The bad thing is that everyone knows everyone.. That always bothered me in a way.. You can't do anything without someone else finding it.. And most of all, if you come from a good family, and your mother is the doctor of the town while your father is the president of the town council, and your brother got first in Harvard.. Can you imagine how I have to stand to all that? I have to be perfect, I have to be the best student, I must be the perfect daughter so I can satisfy my family.. Live up on their standards..
I am a 4.0 senior student in high school, president of the student council, president of the art club, and editor to our school newspaper.. You think that is enough? No, for my mom is not enough to get into Harvard and be a doctor as her.. Don't misunderstand me.. I love both my parents.. But sometimes I feel like I want to scream.. Scream so loud till my vocal chords hurt.. I always feel an inside anger. An anger I get to take out on everyone besides the people I have to..
I know very well what my classmates think of me.. I know very well of my nickname even.. High school is a very small community anyway.. So my nickname, the Bitchy Queen, wasn't hard for me to find out.. Do I stand up to my nickname? Of course I do.. Am I a bitch? Yes, sure I am.. So there is no wonder as to why I don't have any friends I can trust, but I have everyone being afraid of me.. Besides, this is my last year here anyway.. So, who cares..
So this is my life.. This is where I live.. Grove City, Ohio.. Population 35.575.
"Spencer, darling.. You are going to be late for school"
"I am coming mom.."
6am as every morning.. My alarm wakes me up, I am taking my shower, getting dressed, taking breakfast and going to school with my SLR Mercedes that was my sweet sixteen birthday gift.. I love that car..
"Honey, I must go.. They called me from the hospital.. Have a good day at school"
"Yes, mom.. Thank you.."
7am.. Being alone as always in a empty home.. My dad always leaving early to go to his work.. Besides the president of the city council he has his law office.. Leaves at 6am every morning and comes home at 9pm every night.. Breakfast.. Untouched..
7.45am.. Ready to start my day.. A day full of things to do, a day full of classes.. A day where again I am going to hear in the halls "Here comes the bitch".. Do I care? No..
This year will be my last year.. This is what I am telling myself all the time..
"Hey gorgeous.. How are you this morning?" I got my first kiss for the day from my boyfriend.. You thought I didn't have one? I don't have friends.. Doesn't mean I don't have a boyfriend.. Aiden.. Well, Aiden is the star of our basketball team.. Handsome, build, gorgeous eyes, catholic as me.. We are the perfect couple.. The king and queen..
"Hi" I say giving him a kiss back.. "I am fine Aiden.. Ready to start my day"
"Want me to walk you to your class?"
"Don't I always?"
Walking me in class is our daily ritual.. Everyone separates in the hall for us to walk.. Whispers everywhere, looks of jealousy.. Why me, the bitchy Queen had the perfect boyfriend.. The nice guy.. I even heard that I am a witch.. Teenagers and their crazy thoughts..
"Here we are.. Have a beautiful day baby.. See you in literature" and I got my second kiss for the day.. I stayed a little there standing, looking at him walking away, turning back his head and giving me a smile..
"Mrs Carlin, thank you for joining us" my math teacher I dislike said to me.. I believe that he shouldn't teach kids.. He is.. I don't even have the words to describe him..
I sat on my desk, took out my books, not looking at anyone in particular.. Fifteen minutes later and he still talked about the night he had yesterday and I just wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up and start teaching.. That's what he is anyway.. A teacher.. Before I open my mouth to say something though I heard a loud noise from outside the door.. Everyone turned their heads to the right and the door opened..
"I am sorry.. I woke up late.. This is for you I guess" a girl came inside, with an attitude I must say, gave him a paper that I supposed was a pass.. He read it and told her to sit to the desk in front..
"Guys, this is Ashley Davies.. She is a new student.. Ashley do you want to tell us something about you?" the girl, Ashley, got up from her seat, and she started talking..
"Hi, I am Ashley.. I am from LA.. And your town sucks.. Thank you" what a bitch..
"Ehm.. Well.. Ashley.. Thank you.." he said trying to sound cool..
Who does that anyway.. Who is a new student somewhere and instead of trying to fit in does the opposite? And she does have that LA look.. Dressed like a whore, speaks like a whore.. I am sure she did a lot in LA..
All the time in class she didn't turn her head to look at anyone.. She didn't write anything.. She just played with her pen in her fingers.. Passing it from side to side.. Once the bell rang she got up first and run outside the class.. For once I didn't hear anyone talking about me.. Instead I heard them talking about her…
"Did you see what she was wearing?"
"What a bitch"
"Who does she thinks she is?"
"I am sure bitchy Queen will have a competition of who is the bitchier"
Indeed.. This new girl had everyone talking about her and sure I didn't like her.. At all..
TBC
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